i see

flying manes, in wind and still

i see

hooves beating sand

i see

ears angled,

i see

them hear snakes undisturbed

i see

distant sagebrush, close to me

i see

sun filled days, always dark

i feel

days of rain, always dry

i imagine

nights of light, never seen

i fancy

cold filled nights, never felt

i see

horses soaring through clouds

i see me